Infinite Capacity

The Monkey is getting older...and a little more amazing every day.  He makes me laugh...genuinely (not just in that placating sort of way)...and his ability to reason through things impresses me all the time.  Tonight we talked about the concept of the Trinity, and his response was "I think there's a little bit of God in everything."  Yeah, kiddo...me too.

So, tonight, as I was putting him to bed, I told him that I was proud of him...and that I know I get frustrated with him sometimes, but that's just normal Mom-stuff.  The important thing is that deep down, in all the important places, I'm really really proud.  Every day.  

Here's the conversation that followed:

Monkey:  (holds up fist)  Did you know your heart is shaped like this and is about this big?

Me:  Yep.  And I'm proud of you (pointing at places on his fist) here...and here...and down here...and totally over here...and here...and here...yep, pretty much everywhere in my heart.

Monkey:  Wow...is there room for anything else in your heart?

Me:  Sure...

Monkey:  There's room for Reid in your heart...

Me:  Oh yes...

Monkey:  How about Daddy?

Me:  Absolutely.  Daddy is a great friend...  And there's room for Marshall and Grammi and Grampi and (I rattled off a list of names of friends and family)...

Monkey:  Wow...  Impressive!

Me:  That's the cool thing about hearts...there's always room to love...and the more love you give, the more you get back.

Monkey:  (holds up fist again)  You know, a heart is shaped like this...and is about this big.  But!  If you look inside, it has an infinite capacity for all the people you love.



And there it is....the paradox of love, explained perfectly by a 9-year-old.